6 October 2012
Green. It was all green and the air was that still hotness that promised so much, that would stay long enough for the dreamers to believe they still had time. The hot green days beat down on the silly people running in circles underneath, just living and hoping, breathing and wanting, as the sweat glided down their skin with a universe gleam. Always forward, and never still, they run in lines and packs, unaware that the ground they push under their feet was slowly becoming softer and colder.
Universe Green • Opuss № I